Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Barbados and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bootsy Collins to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
T. Rex,
Funky Four + One,
CMW,
Q65,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Knickerbockers,
John Cale,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doors,
Maurizio,
Al Stewart,
Zero Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cheater Slicks,
Talk Talk,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fugs,
The Leaves,
Jerry's Kids,
Scion,
Goldenarms,
The Pretty Things,
David Bowie,
Archie Shepp,
Cymande,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gong,
the Swans,
Heaven 17,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lee Hazlewood,
Urselle,
Roger Hodgson,
Spoonie Gee,
Mantronix,
The New Christs,
Mandrill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Idris Muhammad,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deepchord,
Flipper,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultimate Spinach,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bad Manners,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fear,
Model 500,
Tom Boy,
Liliput,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.